What's the creepiest/weirdest thing you've ever seen?
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Anonymous
np. Get real. That's not how it works. Be grateful that the sergeant didn't torture the enemy soldiers. His actions are not admirable, but neither are they uncommon. The sergeant was likely no more than 21 years old and had never left his hometown before being drafted. Sometimes we have to put people into horrible environments and terrible situations for the greater good; we should have a little bit of compassion and cut them some wide latitude when they react in unsavory ways. These were kids who knew that some of their fellow soldiers had been executed by the Japanese (as prisoners) by being doused with gasoline and burned alive. |
Anonymous
| Years ago in Manhattan, I was walking down 41st street on a 95 degree day. I saw an old man who looked to be homeless wearing several layers of clothing including an old pea coat and knit cap. He was standing still in the middle of the sidewalk next to an empty lot. As I got closer, I noticed he had skin that couldn't even be described as pale - it was grayish blue, including his eyes. And when I walked past him, keeping a wide berth, there was rush of cold air - like AC from an open doorway coming off of him. It scared me so badly I didn't have the nerve to turn and look at him until I reached the end of the block and when I did, he was gone. |
Anonymous
Ur right. It's probably totally fine/not illegal/he didn't need mental health help. |
Anonymous
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I was meeting with a psychic. My best friend had passed away about three months prior. I did not mention that to the psychic. I have the reading recorded and went back and listened to be sure.
She told me that my best friend's chest wound was completely healed. I felt a hand on my shoulder just before the psychic said, "she is right beside you. Healthy and whole. Can't you feel her hand on your arm?" My friend had died after an awful battle with inflammatory breast cancer. I cried for hours - good, healing tears. |
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When I was a teenager, my friends and I accidentally ran over a man after a night out. We thought he was dead, but he wasn't. He fell in the water and we assumed he died.
The next summer, I recieved a mysterious note that said "I know what you did last summer." The friends who were with me that night were being murdered left and right by a man with a raincoat and a hook. I finally discovered who the killer was, but nobody believed me. He still haunts my dreams. |
Anonymous
You know how I can tell you've never spent time around combat vets? It's horrible and awful. But not unusual. People have such a weird sterile idea of what war is like. |
Anonymous
The officers knew about it. (Not because of my grandfather.) Nothing happened. |
Anonymous
Attacking strawmen does not make you appear intelligent. |
Anonymous
| It didn't happen to me, but my mom. She was in her bed reading while a storm was approaching. All of a sudden, she says she heard "someone" tell her to get out of her room. A couple minutes after she actually listened to this voice, her room was struck by lightning. Sparks and pieces of the room flew everywhere. And, thanks to whomever, she wasn't injured. |
Anonymous
| I was driving at night on the New Jersey turnpike for the first time. I was a young, inexperienced and nervous driver from a small town and the traffic was insane and cars were driving really fast and erratically. Suddenly, on the side of the road I saw a minivan seemingly completely and perfectly sliced in half, the headlights were still on and the interior lights were on but there were no people that I could see anywhere, no other cars on the side of the road and the entire back of the van was just missing. I didn't own a cell phone at the time and I thought about pulling over but didn't know how to navigate the multiple lanes of traffic surrounding me without getting into an accident so I kept driving but hoped someone else would stop. I thought about what I saw for a long time and as an adult, I know I would have stopped to investigate/help. I can still see the van in mind though, perfectly sliced down the middle, the back end nowhere in sight and the headlights glaring into the dark. |
Anonymous
| I was visibly pregnant and a woman in the D8 grabbed my arm and told me she had been dreaming about my baby. |
Anonymous
Wow how wrong you are. From where did you get your credentials? Worked at Walter Reed medical contract for almost 12 yrs. When people brought out our made mention of their "war trophies" we did our best to get them help. This may not have been addressed in your time but the military has done a lot better by vets recently FYI. |
Anonymous
Right, so you got them help. Good on you. I would expect that someone with your familiarity of the issue would not be dumb enough to assume that someone who did this 70 years ago on Iwo Jima would be charged with a war crime. |
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In college I had to take a class during winter break, so it was one of those classes that was for like 4 hours a day for three weeks or so. It was small, maybe about 8 people in it, and was in a small room, similar to a conference room, and we all sat at one table. In this class there was a middle aged guy -- he seemed ancient to me at the time but he was probably in his 50s. He was kind of annoying -- he asked a lot of questions and talked a lot.
One day he didn't ask any questions, which I remember thinking was odd. He was also sweating, but I didn't think much of it. The class wrapped up and I got my things and left, but I noticed he stayed behind. The next day our professor told us that he had suffered a stroke during class, and sat there immobilized until class was over and the professor realized he wasn't moving. He died that evening. This still haunts me. I wish someone had noticed. I wish we had spoken up. I wonder if he suffered. |
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When I was a teenager, I volunteered in Appalachia one summer- one of the houses I went to had legs and hooves from dead deer sticking out/hanging as decoration above their covered porch. I did not look inside the house! You could smell the inside of the house next door (a relative of the former) from outside of the house- it appeared to be filled with filthy laundry.
When I was in college, there was a guy breaking into sorority houses and stealing dirty underwear. |